I look at it this way - from the point I was starting to follow the Rs in the early nineties, past the point it was cemented by a certain Denis Bailey hatrick and the subsequent peaks and troughs, one thing is ringing out - we never do things easily.
The simple goes badly wrong and the highly improbable throws up the craziest surprises.
We may lose every game from here on in but we may just do something special. We may slide limply out the league but we might just have some memorable moments that bring that fleeting smile to our faces along the way.
I'd rather have 6 months of dignified hope punctuated by twenty-odd days of disappointment than half a year of resigned self pity.
I look at the club I started following all those years ago, I throw in all the legendary stuff that happened before that defining moment (both from reading and some fantastically vivid recollections from you guys). I look at the journey that has brought us to this point and you know what I feel? Pride.
This is my club, my team and my memories, and it's evoked some wonderful emotions (both good and bad) throughout the years and I don't ever want that to change.
The rest of the season won't change any of that, it will merely enhance it no matter what happens...
(and I still think we'll stay up)
